Broken - Part 1

by Jess
(IL)

Broken - I've always hated that word. I know it means the training level of a horse........ But a little voice inside my head whispered "Broken what? A Broken spirit, a broken heart, a broken soul?"........
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Lightning flashed, trees whipped across the road. The stallion in the silver trailer screamed and thrashed about. The horse thieves swore, trying to manage the wild horse and drive through the storm. Suddenly, a tree fell onto the blue pickup. Everything went black.

Three hours later, a mighty wild grullo colored stallion struggled to his feet. There was a gash in his side and the blood was spurting out of the wound. He screamed a scream that only the wildest, most untamable stallion could utter. The two thieves opened the trailer, each with a whip in his hand. He tried to bolt away, put the whip lashes rained down.

Soon, Thunder the Wild was beaten unconscious.
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Sorry it's so terribly short.